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last night mom picked a fight with me over pie. I took home some pie from Grandma (who will be referred to as B) and mom got mad because we had pie at home baked by her mother, the other grandma (who will be referred to as G). She said it was "rude" to G and that I never give G's food a chance. I pointed out that G wasn't there, so how could I be being rud to her? Mom then got mad and said it was about how I refuse to visit G or any of the other relatives on Mom's side of the family. Mind, I don't like to visit them because I don't know most of them very well, and they are very loud and there houses have a strong smell that gives me a severe headache, and I am very allergic to their dogs, and such visits usually last 5, 6, or even 8 hours. She told I need to get over it and asked me where I plan on going with "this" (referring to my refusal to visit them). From there it escalated into a fight where she took away my video games, phone, and cable, and also she pulled my hair. She called me the most spoiled little bitch she'd ever met. Then she waddled off to the car and drove off, presumably to tell her mommy that her daughter was being so mean to her.